day and night the walls speak to him,
‘only change is permanent,’
they whisper into his ears;
softly.

‘she is gone, let her go’
they whisper into his ears,
just like how she used to love him;
softly.

and if he is permitted,
he would reply to those whispers.
but these walls do not have ears,
they do not and would never listen.

Only change is permanent,
and she had gone away;
while he is still just there.

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